[verse 1] I walk the runway in my dreams, Where lights and glamor brightly gleam, But in reality, it’s quite a joke, They see my face, they turn to stone, no one spoke. [chorus] In a world of beauty and design, Medusa’s curse, a comic sign, I long to grace the fashion zone, But my stare gives them a heart of stone. [verse 2] I've got the look, the style, the flair, A serpent crown in flowing hair, But when they meet my fateful eyes, The cheers freeze into silent sighs. [chorus] In a world of beauty and design, Medusa’s curse, a comic sign, I long to grace the fashion zone, But my stare gives them a heart of stone. [bridge] They say beauty’s in the eye, Of the beholder passing by, Yet my beauty is my curse, Turning dreams to stone, it’s a laughing verse. [verse 3] I practice poses late at night, In shadows where I hide from sight, Wishing for a chance to shine, But my stare stops time, it's a punchline. [chorus] In a world of beauty and design, Medusa’s curse, a comic sign, I long to grace the fashion zone, But my stare gives them a heart of stone. [outro] So I dream of what could be, If they could see the real me, A model on the runway’s throne, Not a myth, not just a stone. [End]
